Last time we spoke, I kind of left things up in the air about the whole apple-picking outing. Well, I am here to say that we went! You guys are smart though, and probably figured that out for yourselves based on the title of this recipe. Mike begrudgingly went apple picking! He, as usual, would like it known for the record, that he still hates fall.

Oh my gosh, and let me tell you, it went swimmingly. The sun was shining, yet it was still a nice crisp fall day. The breeze was just enough to rattle the leaves in the apple trees. Andy listened to me and Mike and even picked some apples from the trees. He posed for pictures in the orchard while munching on an apple. It was the perfect day.

Andy is almost one year old, so I guess it is about time I forayed into a post about baby food. Luckily, this is a totally acceptable adult food too. You know, I am always watching out for you kidless folks!

My blog buddies have all been posting about their trips to apple orchards. One thing that happens every time anybody goes to an apple orchard is you end up with like forty pounds of apples. You keep looking at those apples and thinking, “What am I going to do with all these apples?” Kind of like George Costanza’s mother looks at all that paella she made. [Read more…]

Not to sound like a total booze hound, but now that Andy is here, I am so excited that I can enjoy an adult beverage or two again!!! Over the weekend we got about four inches of snow here in Chicago. It was the perfect day to snuggle up with a warm little baby, a big fluffy blanket, and sip on something warm. [Read more…]

Can I confess something to you all? Too bad, I’m going to anyway. When I was younger, I never really liked Rice Krispies treats. I don’t even remember my mom making them quite often, honestly. And, I am pretty sure my brothers didn’t really like them either.

Maybe it had something to do with how sticky your fingers would get while you held the Rice Krispies treat. I don’t know. Or maybe it had something to do with the fact that sweet and cereal were two things that did not go together in our house. [Read more…]

Those of you that know me, or have been reading the blog for more than a year, know that I absolutely hate Halloween. I won’t go into the long, dramatic, and grievous atrocities this holiday has done to me, but you can find them documented here, here, and here (just in case you are in for a good read or an even better laugh at my expense). [Read more…]